[center][h3][color=fff200]Thomas Creviki[/color][/h3]
[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Platform 9¾, On The Train
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] Madison Li [@HushedWhispers] [/center][hr][hr]

Tom whistled jauntily to himself as he wheeled his cart through the busy crowd at King's Cross Station, the duffel bag with his Quidditch gear sitting atop the trunk with his clothes and school supplies. He'd said goodbye to his mother this morning when he'd left the flat, which always a little sad - but he'd promised to write, and now he was actually at the station his enthusiasm for another year at Hogwarts was beginning to overtake him. Between classes, Quidditch, friends and the occasional research project there was always plenty to do and learn, not to mentions his N.E.W.T exams at the end of the year! As he approached the wall between Platforms 9 & 10 he saw a lost looking couple in muggle clothing and a young boy looking at their ticket and glancing between the two platforms.

Remembering his first time trying to find the platform he pulled up alongside them. Sure enough there was an owl in a cage on the luggage trolley, a sure sign of a Hogwarts student. [color=fff200]"Looking for 9 & 3/4's?"[/color] he asked, smiling at the relief in their faces as they nodded "Yes! it doesn't make anyn sense" the woman said, gesturing to the ticket.[color=fff200]"It's through that wall - watch; I'll go first"[/color], Thomas said pushing off and walking directly at the solid looking wall, blinking reflexively at the last second. When he opened his eyes again he was at an altogether different looking platform with a familiar train pulled alongside. He kept walking and look behind him to see the family come through the wall as one, stunned expressions on their faces. He waved goodbye as they thanked him and pushed his trolley over to the luggage loading zone, already on the lookout for familiar faces.

He waved hello to a couple of friends as he jumped on the train, starting the traditional search for a friendly carriage. Students were still milling around in the corridor so it took a few minutes to make his way along the train, stopping occasionally to help firsties stow backpacks in luggage racks or get them settled into cars as older students bustled past. Finally he looked into one carriage, his face lighting up as he saw his long-time friend. [color=fff200]"Hey Mel!"[/color] he said, sliding the door open and stepping into the carriage, closing it behind him as he sat down on the opposite bench. [color=fff200]"Long time no see huh? Looking forward to final year?" [/color]